dream fragment

So like, I haven't written in my online dream journal for what feels like months. In truth, I've slacked off quite a bit with writing down my dreams.. Somebody slap me silly until I'm back into shape.

But yeah, figured I might as well share this, as it sets my new personal record for lucids in one day. My recall ain't the best (if anything, it's rather poor) as I didn't write them down until the end; just fragments really:

Lucid = orange

I'm in my house with other people but there are things about it which are different. The girl who I encountered earlier in the dream has become quite attached to me, and hasn't left my side since. I ask her if she's my dream girl and she says yes.

I'm in a room and there's 2 people with me. For some reason I kill them, and then when somebody comes to see what's happened I fake out that my legs are broken and that I can't move, so it couldn't have been me. I get away with it.

Upon waking from this, I didn't bother writing it down, but instead laid completely motionless (not even opening/moving my eyes) and allowed myself to go back into the dream:

I'm back in my house - upstairs. I race down the stairs and through the door, and it's night time. I fly off down my neighbourhood and down the road a little while. I then land myself and notice cars going past me. I decide to try spawning a lightsabre. Looking in front of me, I pull my left arm back, and then throw it underarm but to the side like how you draw one of those toy lightsabres. Sure enough, I spawn something in my hand, but it's not what I expected; I'm holding a blue whiteboard marker. I ignore this momentarily and try to summon the 'blade' bit of it, which comes up fine. I try to test my force powers so I throw it into the distance and then will it back to me, which works perfectly. I retract it and then try to change the appearance of the handle bit, in the same way that I summoned it to begin with, with a proper lightsabre in my mind's eye. After 2 or so attempts I succeed with a darth vader style one, however it's quite small.

I then woke up again, this time moving a bit, then went back to sleep.

Note: There was a bit of a dream which happened before this fragment, which involved something to do with me being tired at a friend's house and sort of crashing out, with my friend Martin trying to get me to play with fire (but that's all I can remember)

I'm in town at the beach (the beach = grassy area next to the centre of town in front of a church) and Martin has got me in a lock so I can't move. He's calling me a pussy and setting my hood on fire in multiple places. I then spot Mr Waldron (my head of house back in school) and call for help. He rushes over but doesn't do anything. I eventually manage to break free and at this point is where I think I became lucid.
2 girls are gobbing off at me from behind. I walk up to one of them and grab her by the necklace and chokeslam her, setting it as a warning to anybody else who wants to start sh*t. A guy runs up behind me and tries to jump me but I'm aware of him and do a roundhouse kick which almost hits him in the face, causing him to fall back. Then a nob I went to primary school with tries to start something. He comes up to me and says ''Sam, you couldn't knock anyone out.'' so I throw a punch and we both turn into paladins. I'm a retribution spec and he's protection, so it turns into a long battle which mainly consists of me dealing heavy damage but him healing through all of it constantly. I figure this isn't going to work so I try to look for my bike. It's located within a coffin right next to us, but will take me a while to open so I stun him and seize the opportunity. I succeed and mount up, riding off and leaving him in the dust. After I've got some distance, I convert my bike into a flying mount and soar into the air, getting higher ground so I can survey the beach from a safer position.

Again, I wake up, and this time consider writing everything down so that I don't forget, as I've just had 3 lucids. I take too much time lounging around thinking about it though and end up falling asleep without knowing.

I'm on the computer on MSN, and I've just got a random multi-convo add from 2 girls. Something tells me it's the 2 girls from the beach so I ignore it and close the window. Dad then calls me into his study as he wants to show me something. While he's talking, I suddenly remember that just now I was going to sleep, so I must be dreaming.
With this awareness, my surroundings and vision become a lot clearer and profound, reinforcing my knowledge. I let Dad continue with what he was talking to me about, but pay no attention to it. I'm more focused on the little details on his shirt, the study, my house, where it is I actually am.
I then go out of his study and into the kitchen. I'm only wearing my underwear but I don't care since it's just a dream. I then spot a couple of hot girls getting tans in my garden; I figure this could be a goldmine. I walk outside in my bare feet and note how the grass feels - it feels like it should, yet it isn't real. I then feel the need to whip my cock out as it's getting rather uncomfortable, and it is only a dream so nobody will mind. I then walk closer to these girls and note that my eyes didn't deceive me. I turn my back for some reason and then turn back to them, to find they're gone. I remember reading up about dream characters requiring your attention to be present, so I walk round to the other side of the garden expecting to see them. Sure enough, I find them, next to the wall. 2 of which are sitting down, and I pick the one furthest away from me and get her to give me head. Things get heated and I get extremely horny, so I call the other 2 over and tell them to share it between them. However, one of them asks me what I mean and then things go a bit crazy for a second. When I come to I'm back in the house. One of the girls is next to me, one of them is in the kitchen, and the girl I picked is walking into the kitchen. I call her over but she doesn't respond, so I get up and walk over to her, pulling her back to where I was sitting. I then sit back down and pull her down with me, and start having sex. All the way through, I'm worried about waking up like I have every other time so I put more focus into other senses. Surprisingly, I get to the point where I can feel a climax coming on and continue with what I'm doing. It then comes and I find myself astonished at the fact I had just successfully had proper lucid sex for the first time. I then wake up shortly after.

I can't remember this whole dream very well; just from a certain point onwards:

Lucid = orange

I'm sitting on a couch with a couple of men, and we're watching something. I'm sitting next to a darker-skinned guy but he's getting a bit too close for my liking. I move away but he just gets closer again, making me feel rather uncomfortable in the process. I tell him to move away a bit but he doesn't really do anything, and laughs. I then have enough of it and get up, then another guy gets his dick out and starts wanking over me, so I try to instantly get out of the room, but the guy holds me down climaxes all over me before I can. I then break free and run out of the room and down a hallway, through another door (my clothes are kind of hanging off me) and into some posh dining place. I die of embarrassment and immediately vacate the area, running out of the building completely.
The perverted rapists are behind me and for some reason the police as well.

Next I'm running through a hospital-like area (can't remember how I got there) and the police are shooting at me, but I dodge all the bullets matrix style and break the line of sight, spotting a toilet ahead which I race into (I didn't pay attention to whether it was a men's or woman's toilet, but I think it was a woman's one. Quite frankly I was too occupied). There's a woman in there, and I dive into a cubicle before she spots me, in-case she's on their side.
I then randomly realise I'm just dreaming, and that none of this is real, which gives me a surge in confidence, and just walk out of the cubicle not caring that I'm in the opposite gender's toilet or that there are people after me (constantly reminding myself that everything is just a dream, and not real). I get a proper look at the woman, and she's quite hot, but to avoid anything going down, I instantly start buttering her up with foreplay, knowing that she would comply. Things develop very quickly until the point where she hops onto my lap with her arms around my neck (if you get what I mean). I then notice 2 black men running towards the toilet (most likely after me) and shuffle over (with me and her still interlocked) and lock the door, so that they can't get in. I then take her back to where we were before and my vision starts fading, as per usual, but I'm determined to stay lucid this time, so I tell her ''Baby, I need your help. Help me stay lucid.'' and hold both of her hands, putting all my energy into how it feels. Eventually stability returns to me, and we're free to continue what we were doing. Things get more and more heated, and I remind myself now and then that it's not real. Then something shocking happens; this woman turns into a some kind of black demon, with multiple eyes, that are a vibrant red colour and hisses ''What if I'm a manifestation of everything negative within you!?'' (or something very similar to that) Although I know I'm dreaming, for some reason fear starts to take over and I race to the door to get out. I remember I locked it. I unlock it as fast as I can before this thing gets to me and run out.
Next I find myself running down Lysander (the doorway must have acted as some kind of teleport since I wanted to get away). I knew I was away but still kind of worried that this Demon might be chasing me, so I jump up and start flying, soaring down the road. I'm paying a lot of attention to everything around me, and note how everything is extremely vivid, yet none of it is real. It fascinates me; how this lucid is very vivid, looking just like real life, yet it's merely a dream; something conjured up by my brain.
The road then leads me into town, and I can see cars and people going by. For a laugh, I decide to land on one of the cars and see where it takes me. I spot my target, and then it speeds up quite a bit, racing off into the distance, but I'm determined to catch up to him, and will myself to speed up accordingly. I'm now flying at amazing speed, loving every second of it, and catch up to the car within a manner of seconds, landing on the roof. The driver honks his/her horn with disapproval, but I don't care as it's just a dream, so I can get away with anything I please.
Eventually it takes me to the centre of town, and I hop off and go near the bus stop. Although there are a few people walking about, I figure I should call for some homies and start yelling ''Whoop Whoop! Where my Juggalo's at?!'' and similar things. Then I start seeing homies running up to me, some of which painted up, which I find awesome. Things still seem a bit bare though, so I call for some Juggalette's too, and sure enough some ladies enter the group (likewise, some painted up, some not). I take quite a fancy to one of them and pull her over to the wall and start making out. I hear cheers and applause from the group, obviously liking the fact I just pulled so easily, referring to me as some form of Legend. Then the dream randomly starts fading out and I feel wakefulness creeping up, but the image of the girl stays constant - frozen in time. I just focus on this image and try to go back to sleep, in the hope of reinstating lucidity.

Then a new scene appears before me. I'm sitting down with a group that's circled around a fire, looking down at a guy's crotch area. I'm not fully in the dream at this point, but I seize this opportunity. (I'm not sure why I did what I did next, but I guess it makes sense since I wanted to ground myself into the dream with any means necessary, and touched on 3 senses with 1 action) I then grab this guys crotch area, noting how it feels (I'm a straight guy, so this is quite strange) and then proceed to whip it out and start giving him head. My eyes are open while I'm doing this, and although I'm surprised at myself, I can feel the dream becoming stronger around me. Then I get up and start walking around, and am immediately greeted by a false awakening.

I'm in bed (in my old room) unaware that I'm still dreaming, and proceed to record my lucid experience. While I'm doing this, however, I can feel 'sleep' overcoming me against my will, and then I find myself back in the same scene as I was in before.

I realise I'm back in the dream and become lucid. I'm now on a higher level of ground, looking down at where I just was. There's a guy to the right of me and he says something which I don't remember now, but it had some usefulness. I asked him if he was a dream guide, and he said ''Of sorts, yes.''. I then proceeded to ask him about why my dream guides are always different, and whether the guy from a previous lucid was a guide or not. He was confused as to who I meant, so I reminded him, and told him about the guy who murdered that girl. He then knew who I meant, and told me not to worry about it, as it was in the past. I accepted his response and noticed there was another of him standing behind him. I ignored this and followed him into a house.

I was then sitting with him and a rather different looking Niall around a table, asking him a lot of questions. I don't recall what they were, or the answers, but I do remember thinking that he talked about a lot of things that reminded me of myself; reinforcing the fact that he was actually manifestation of a part of my mind. Both him and Niall were making things. Although, there was something about Niall which scared me. I removed something off of his face (a mask or layer of his face or something) twice, changing his appearance both times to his 'true' form. He looked like some type of baby, although he was still the same size as in real life. I was worried he was going to attack me and picked up some scissors for self-defence. My 'guide' gave me a ''wtf are you doing?'' look and for a moment I was worried he might read my thoughts and get on the offensive, so I dismissed my worry and changed my motives and said ''Well, these are less likely to hurt him, so I think he should use these.''
Note: 'Niall' was cutting things out and stuff with a pair of normal scissors, but these were considerably different.
My 'guide' then responded with ''Good thinking!''. Then the both of them finished what they were making. I can't remember what the 'guide' did but Niall made some tower with loads of edible animals on it. I get up and walk around the table, inspecting their work, and ask the 'guide' if I could reinstate lucidity for me, as I needed to wake up soon and write everything down so that I don't forget. He told he it was fine and that he would. I then inquired about their work; that if they were parts of me, I should be able to produce similar results. The 'guide' concurred, and then a few moments later I awoke.

Well they say there's a first for everything, and last night I actually achieved lucidity before 4AM (which is unheard of in my case). My memory was rather vague upon waking. I recall it being longer than my average lucid, but I only remember it from a certain point onwards.

Anyway:

Lucid = orange

It's day time, and I'm walking past the Westlands Airfield bit (it would be classed as an alley-way if there were buildings either side of me, instead of fencing). When I emerge, there's no cars. I'm standing on the road with the intentions of fulfilling one of my goals, which is to find a computer and use it to tap into my memories, and I knew there would be one at my house, which I wasn't too far from. (I read somewhere here that somebody had been able to do that via google in a lucid).
To get there quicker/more chance of staying lucid, I call for my dream guide. I then see a heavily armoured DC with a single horn on his head, coming towards me in the distance. Again, it was a completely different person, and the fact he looked awesome was almost too good to be true. I approached him and asked if he was my dream guide. He nodded, and then corresponded to my wishes before, turning himself into an armoured rhino with me riding on top, taking me to my house.
I don't remember how long I had been lucid at this point, but I do remember thinking before/after calling for my guide that this lucid had lasted considerably longer than usual, and I was having absolutely no difficulty seeing, talking, or anything, like I sometimes do - everything was perfectly clear.
When we arrive at my home I thank him, and then ask if there's any way he could bestow better memory upon me, so that I could record all of my lucid upon waking. He said he couldn't do this, and instead left me a parting gift: A duplicate of my bike with a few extra lights on the front, which were extremely powerful. I can't remember the reason why he did this, but it obviously had some use to me.
He then dissipated before my eyes, leaving me standing on my own with 2 bikes.

I thought I had woken up at this point, somehow going into a dream state on my way home (and sleepwalking). It seemed kind of strange, that concept I mean, and I decided to do a reality check just to make sure. I held my nose shut, and found I could still breathe through it. For some annoying reason, I took this as a sign that I was awake and didn't register the fact I had just succeeded with a reality check. I also thought that this extra bike was some miracle, as a dream remnant had stayed with me, even upon 'waking', although I was worried about how I would explain this phenomenon to my parents, and that they would think I had stolen it or something.
I then proceeded to put both in the garage. For a second I hesitated and figured I should dump the other bike off somewhere else to avoid suspicion, but then I dismissed that and just put them both in. I then hear motorbikes and see Mike & Wilson coming down the drive. It's night time now and I want to get some work done before I go to bed, so I have to tell them to come back another day.

Note: The next bits are fragments from before I was lucid, still in the same dream, I think.

I'm at school in the upper school hall and some guy is starting on me for no reason. I confront him fully, but he just hits me a few times. I don't give a damn as it doesn't hurt and continue to tell him how pathetic he is for doing this, since I've done NOTHING to him.

I'm running out of the upper school hall, not out of fear, but because I want to do something elsewhere. I'm kind of paranoid that people will mistake that for me running away from him, however.

I've got some long nose thing which I'm gonna use to take the piss outta this guy who started on me. Then some of his cronies (they're quite big) are about to come out the door, so I need to find a place to hide. My friend Niall is just about to go into the toilet at this point, so I figure that's the best place to go. However, the cronies try to get in (unaware that I'm there) so I quickly lock the door and hide in the disabled bit at the back of the room, hoping that Niall will then make an exit and they won't know the difference.

I'm on my bike about to leave the premises and go home. I need to go uphill though some people. They're kicking a ball around and it flies past me. I stop and try to kick it back but it goes the wrong way.

This next bit is from my last dream, some hours later:

I'm in some random place with a large group of people. We're hunting a type of something (I think), or just trying to defend ourselves from an attack. We all have guns. People in the group keep getting attacked by ravenous wolves, losing limbs as a result. It almost happens to me at one point; I'm out of ammo and one is charging towards me, about to strike. Somebody yells ''Kick it in the face as hard as you can, you've got nothing to lose!'' so I try. I can't move, I think I'm done for. Then somebody jumps in front of me and takes the hit, losing his leg.

Later on the group gather up. I ask if anybody has any ammo, and somebody hands me more than 2 times the amount I need. I'm seriously grateful and load my gun, putting the rest of it into the bag. My friend Ash then says ''Well, I'm gonna stick with you then!''

Lucid = orange

I'm with my friend Sam Harris and one of his friends. His friend wants to take a bus into town but doesn't know how much it costs, so I explain it to him. I then go with Sam to the ticket booth, and the other guy mishes off as he wants to do something before he goes, entrusting getting the ticket with us. Once that's done, we go our separate ways.

Next I'm in a building nearby (I think) with somebody else, in a place which reminds me of a part of college. This guy takes a small girl and drowns her head-first in a sink full of water or something. He's laughing while he does this. Then we hear a loud bellow and somebody is chasing after us (probably her father). The guy disappears and I'm left with the blame, even thinking I had some part in it, racing down the staircase and out of the building as fast as I can, with this frenzied man chasing after me. As soon as I get out, I spot a car, and figure that's the ideal place to hide. I go round the back of it and squeeze underneath, bringing in all my limbs so that he won't see me. It's a success, and he goes past.
Note: I never actually saw this guy, only heard.
The next thing that happened I don't really understand. I became lucid, but at the same time I didn't, I just became in control. I underwent some sort of transition in which the dream became clearer and colours were more vibrant, like something being wiped across my vision, but I already knew I was dreaming before that to an extent, just not fully.
At this point I almost woke up, but managed to keep myself within the dream. I'm now in lying on my back in the car, on my own, being transported somewhere. The scenery outside of the car was strange, similar to what you'd expect to see while travelling through some kind of wormhole (or something of that nature).
Because of what had just happened, I remembered I needed to deepen my state if I was to get anywhere, and proceeded to rub my hands together and note how it felt. Then the dream faded out to black, leaving only a small part of what I had just been seeing, and I could feel myself back in bed. I could still feel my dream hands rubbing together though, so I concentrated on that entirely and managed to bring the scene back to life in its fullness.
The scene then changes to a vastly populated area that looked like some kind of city square.
Note: This is the first time I've seen SO MANY people in a lucid. Usually I see none/a few.
I'm in the 3rd person, with no control over what's happening, being told that I've been sent as a detective to solve the murder of this girl and bring the criminal(s) to justice. Then it zooms back into my body and control is restored. I think to myself ''Well, that's not going to work, since it was me and that other guy.'' and dismiss it entirely, eager to get on with my lucid goals. The first thing I do is recognise that I'm having trouble staying lucid this time, and call for my dream guide. I then waste no time in exploring what's around me. There's a guy in front of me. I ask him if he knows anyone, but he just gives me the 'wtf' look, so I turn around and spot a bench. I bend down and look at it closely, examining fine details, all the while rubbing my hands together and noting how it feels. I also take some time to touch up the bench a bit.
I then hear somebody crying out trying to get my attention. It's a half laugh-half yell kind of thing and then from the right side of me somebody jumps on my shoulders, nearly throwing me back into wakefulness. I manage to hold on, however, and bring myself to, (AGAIN ) and this guy is sitting in front of me on the bench, and sounds very proud of me. I assumed this was my dream guide, although he looked completely different to who I saw last time. I ignored this change and asked him how to get more lucid, since I was experiencing quite a bit of difficulty this time round. He told me ''Right now, you're gonna eat something.'' I turned to the left and spotted an ice-cream stand and ask him if that'll work. He dismissed that idea and told me to find a ''potato chip'' instead, then ran off. Leaving me clueless of where to find one.

After analysing this after waking, I'm now sure this guy wasn't a dream guide. It's quite possible it was the guy who murdered that girl, hence his initial attitude (the loud and proud type. Since we had evaded any form of justice, that makes sense.) and why everything he did only threw me off course.

I'm in school and a fire drill occurs. We're not meant to take our bags but just leave everything but I take my bag anyway.

I'm on my bike going home. It's night time. For some reason I throw my top layers off and they land in the distance on the road. I then stop to pick them up again.

I'm in school standing outside the lower school building. I'm with somebody. It's like the first day back or something. There's a long line of older students at the top of the playground and they're slagging off some girl. Then the bell goes and classes begin. Me and the person I'm with head off to Maths, but for some reason I'm held up and end up arriving 5-10 mins late. Mr Gillingham is my teacher again (he left in like year 9 or something). I walk in and ask him where I should sit and he indicates to an empty space a few steps away at the front. However, there isn't a chair there, so I have to go elsewhere. When I find one, I'm sitting between 2 girls, one of which being Holly; somebody who I haven't seen since I left Gillingham in year 5. We're assigned to do some questions in our books. It gets too hot after a while so I strip off my trousers. The chair has disappeared, too, so I'm now sitting on the floor half naked. I don't really mind, strangely. I just block out the fact other people can see me and continue doing what I was doing. I then realise my book only has 2 pages left.

Lucid = orange

Background info: Previous to this I had had a dream where I was in my old school again. I don't remember too much of it but the last thing I was doing was flying around the lower school playground showing off to a younger friend of mine, and messing around with 'fly boxes' as we called them, which were basically those things you hold on to and they lift you in the air. Then I woke up during this.

I'm not sure what happened next. I either did a WILD or achieved a DEILD. Basically as I was going back to sleep I got those memory impression things (I was conscious, too) which happen when you're drifting off, although one of them suddenly turned consistent (if you get what I mean) and I found I was in a dream and not trying to go to sleep any more.

I'm back in the same place I was before, only everybody has gone and I'm alone standing on top of room 26 in the lower school playground. I crouch down quite surprised at the fact I just managed whatever it was I just did and start taking in note of what I can to ground my lucidity, e.g. what I can see around me, what the floor and my hands feel like, what I can hear around me, etc.
When I think I'm planted firmly enough into the dream I decide what I'm going to do. I was flying around last time so I decide I'm going to go down that road this time, and remember I wanted to go to the Moon at some point. There was something about where I was that I didn't like, as well. I think it was a noise. It made me feel a little scared but I just dismissed it and continued with my intentions. I then jumped up and found myself hovering in the air and then tried to get higher by flapping my arms but it was a little hard to move them. I then recalled that anything can be done purely by will, so I took note of that fact and didn't worry about my arms in case I woke up or something and just willed myself up, and sure enough, I started soaring into the air very fast until I found myself looking down on planet Earth with the Moon in sight.

At this point I found it harder to proceed and was starting to slip back into the Earth, but I just dismissed that and willed myself harder to go forward, and I was then speeding towards the Moon.
Upon entry, it was rather strange, as I was descending through darkness and a forest of trees. I kind of felt uncomfortable here, as I was in an alien place to me in which I could barely see, but I just reassured myself it would be fine as I was only dreaming.
When I finally landed, the first thing I saw were dozens of strange looking giraffes just wandering about. I heard a voice too, which said something like ''Now you can claim your own (can't remember the name)'' but basically these Giraffes weren't actually Giraffes but something else. My surroundings were rather swamp like, sort of like Dagobah in Star Wars but more lit up, and there were more creatures roaming past me as well, including various dinosaurs such as raptors and t-rex's.
After a while I decided I didn't like this place and wanted to go back to Earth, so I started flying up. On the way I was joined by a couple of huge flying dinosaurs which unnerved me and I tried to get past them as quick as possible. However, things didn't go to plan and one of them decided to swallow me whole.

I then 'woke up', although it was actually a false awakening. I didn't register that though and lost lucidity.

The next dream(s) are just random bits I can remember which happened afterwards:

I'm at my older sister Leah's house (although it's not actually her house, but a random one). She's set up some DOOM style game for me and a couple of others. There's also loads of food darted about which we're free to eat as much of as we'd like. We all have pistols, and our job is to take out the boss in the kitchen or something (which I think was a cat). I recall trying to find a better gun, e.g the shotgun, all the way through but I had no luck. The end result was that we couldn't defeat the boss.

I'm on an awesome looking motorbike randomly on a motorway with no recollection as to how I obtained the bike and how I got there in the first place, where I am, and where I'm going. I'm not really too worried though, because I have a hearthstone in my bag which is stationed at Leah's house.
Note: A hearthstone is an item in World of Warcraft which teleports you to your 'home' which you set yourself.
With that in mind I just set off on where the road is going to take me on this amazing bike going really fast. It was a little sketchy because I don't know how to drive but that wasn't too much of a problem. After a long stretch of road and a roundabout the bike started packing up a bit so I was looking for a place to turn in, and found one. Open entering, I saw a group of youth from church and my younger sister Tabitha was with them. They were just standing/sitting around outside a large door, all dressed smartly. It looked like a wedding was going on and I assumed it was for Becky. I pull over still with all the abnormality of what's happened to me in my mind and ask Sarah if I'm dreaming or not. She tells me I am, which surprises me, and I don't fully believe her. I ask her again. She gives me the same answer. Then my friend Ben comes out of the blue and I ask him the same question; he says I'm not. At this point I'm really confused and do 2 reality checks. Both indicate that I'm not dreaming, so I assume he's right (I'm such a dickwad, seriously ).
So yeah, I then ask him about the bike and tell him how I randomly obtained it and that I'm scared I might have stolen it from somebody. He then tells me ''Don't worry, Sam. I bought it for you.''
Note: Ben was always giving me stuff during school, he was an awesome friend.
We then get into conversation about it and I wake up during the midst of it.

So like, I haven't wrote in my dream journal for almost a week. That's seriously lacking some effort, yo. But then again I was having difficulty with my re-call.
Anyway, today was an absolute success. Love it.

Lucid = orange

Dream 1 -

I'm in bed trying to get to sleep and ultimately lucid (unaware that I'm dreaming) and having great difficulty doing so. I then hear a knock on the door, it's Tamara.
Note: Tamara is my younger sister's best friend.
She asks if she can help and I agree. My eyes are shut through the whole of this but I hear her come in and then hold my hand, which I find quite soothing and it also helps towards what I'm aiming for as I start drifting off. Then this black cat appears. It can talk, and I ask if it can help me become lucid. It says it can (and other stuff which I can't remember, although I think one the things it said was ''see you in the dream-world'') and then curls up at the top of my head. I then go through some sort of trippy phase and I'm able to simply get out of my body just like that and 'into' the dream-world.

I'm then lucid, still unaware of the fact I was dreaming before, but knew I was now nonetheless. It's kind of hard for me to speak and I have the problem with keeping my eyes open again, so I call for my dream guide and start paying attention to what I can hear and touch and feel what's on the floor in the hope of achieving what I did last time. While I'm doing this the black cat appears again and this time it's sitting on the end of my bed just watching me.

I then accidentally open my eyes for real and wake up. It was about 5:55 in the morning. I was kinda annoyed at the fact I had just failed but was proud nonetheless because I had another lucid, and actually remembered to try to find my/a dream guide (This cat appeared, but I'm not sure if it is one).
So, with that positive mind frame I went back to sleep.

Dream 2 -

I'm playing a game on the computer. I'm in some kind of square by the sea with a group of others, and we have to kill 4 random bosses within 10 minutes (penguin, cat, etc or something). With about 4 minutes left I hear my Dad call out that it's prayer time.
Note: Every night (the majority of the time) we have a family prayer just before one of us goes to bed.
I state that I can't go up just yet because we're running out of time and need to finish this. Dad says ''We'll have to do it without you then.'' I feel kinda bad but at the same time it can't be helped so I just focus on the game. After that's done, and I'm heading off elsewhere in-game, the screen goes blank. I try to fix it but I don't know what's wrong with it, so I ask Dad if he can sort it and he does.

I'm now in Warsong Gultch again (a World of Warcraft battleground which is basically capture the flag 3 times to win). To begin with, it's 3rd person, but as soon as it starts and my team set off, it zooms into it and I'm actually there. I notice that it looks a bit different to how it should look; there's loads of huge rocks and stuff dotted about.
I can't really remember what I did here but eventually I found myself round the back of our base and I can see a fight going on on the second floor. I'm about start making my way up so I can join in and then notice a Draenei Mage is about to nuke me so I get out of the line of sight. Then the whole thing freezes. I realise I spent too much time dawdling about and it's ended.
I go somewhere (can't remember where) and then find myself in a completely new environment. It's some kind of museum-looking place with a HUGE staircase which spirals in a square shape up to the top. I'm holding some kind of object and jacking off while floating higher and higher in the air (some other force is moving me), not really caring about how high up I'm getting. Then I find myself moving towards something and land on top (this thing is huge, and there's no way down from it). I'm scared to death. I'm on top of something I cannot get down from without seriously injuring myself. Then it hits me:
''Wait. This place doesn't exist. It's not real. I'm dreaming!''
I breathe a massive sigh of relief and then start thinking of a way to get down. I consider jumping but I don't want to risk waking up as I'm afraid of heights and my brain might wake myself up so it doesn't have to deal with the landing. I then think ''Oh, ladder!'' and I spot one next to the wall below me. I reach out my hand and use telekinesis to move it up against this sculpture thing, but it's not wide enough. I kindly ask it to make itself wider and it does so. When I've safely reached the ground I think to myself ''I should try and find my dream guide.'' and call out ''Dream guide!''

Nothing.

I call out again ''Dream guide, please show yourself!'' and this time I notice something which I didn't take in before. A man had been sitting in the corner observing me all this time. I look at him and wonder who he is, and he seemed to read my mind. He called out to me and said ''Well, you did ask for me.'' in a tone which made him sound higher up than me. (pretty sure this guy is my dream guide )

My heart jumped for joy at this point and I bounded over as fast as I could to sit down next to him. He was an older man looking about mid 30's who wore glasses and a French beret. He basically looked like a classic French painter/artist. I asked him ''Can I ask you a quick question please?'' He replied ''Of course.'' and I responded ''What should I call you by?''. He then told me his name (but I actually can't remember it). We then got into conversation and I recall him saying something to do with a word/phrase located in the Italian dictionary which I didn't understand and something to do with a BTEC course 'cause I said he looked like an artist.

I then woke up mid-convo.

Note my inner artist coming out much.

I'm in Tesco underground and some random guy gives me a motorbike that's in excellent condition.
Note: I've really wanted a motorbike for some time now, only I don't have a job so it's out of the question currently.
I'm over the moon and start riding home with it, but on the way I spot my friends Mike and Wilson. Wilson's like ''Is that Peedle?!'' and I pull over with a huge smile on my face. I'm like ''Yeah man! Check out my new bike!''
I tell them about the random guy who just gave it to me and Mike's like ''Well what's the catch then?'' and takes a look inside to see if there's anything wrong with it.
Note: Mike is a trained mechanic, so he knows his stuff.
After a short while he comes out with ''Ah, there!'' pointing at a cable, and tells me to turn it off. I reply with ''How?'' and he just does it for me. He then unplugs the cable and then reconnects it and tells me it's ''Sorted.''

I then wake up.




I'm in my Dad's old flat, sitting on the bunk-bed.
Note: This is back when him and my Mum were split up. Me and my sister often went to stay with him at his flat.
I'm with Anesu (a guy I went to school with) and 2 others. Anesu's rolled up a fat joint and just passes it to me to smoke. After a while, he starts rolling up a blunt, too. He lights up and starts smoking it, then passes it to the person next to me. I'm like ''Dude, what about me?'' He replies ''You still haven't finished that one yet.'' I then pass it to the person above me, because I was never told I was meant to smoke it all (and I really want some on the blunt). I then go to open the window.

Then I wake up, thinking that I've gone and given in to temptation again, feeling really bad about myself, then realise it was just a dream and a huge sigh of relief escapes me.
Note: I've given up smoking. Hence my reaction.

Orange = Lucid

If only I could remember more of this. It might make a bit more sense, lmao.

I'm somewhere random trying to help this guy bury this dude who accidentally killed himself with a gun (he was about to kill the guy I was with but the gun electrocuted his heart, resulting in him dying instantly). We don't know what to do with the body. There's a pond next to us which I spot out though (we're all standing (in the dead guy's case, lying) on a pile of logs) and me and the guy I'm with roll him off into the pond. We can still see the body. Then somebody is coming for us. I jump up and grab onto something above me, hauling the rest of me up in the process. The guy I'm with hides himself. We don't get caught.

We're now outlaws in the middle of nowhere. It's not just me and this guy though, there's more of us now (we're all dressed up as animals for some reason). This guy is the leader and he's a vulture (or something) Suddenly we're about to get busted again by some form of authority. I curl into a really small ball as to avoid being seen, and surprisingly, I get away with it.

I'm now in a random room. It's baby-like. I'm in a bed with Dad lying next to me. He seems different though. He's way more open, and for some reason fondling my 'area' with his foot, although I don't think he's aware that he's doing so.Then the thought clicks ''Wait, where am I? I'm in a child's room with my Dad who's acting strange and treating me like a child... WHAT?! Have I gone back in time?!''

I'm now in the kitchen with Mum, terrified about the whole going back in time thing, as it's happened a few times and I have zero control over it. I ask her how old I am (to find out where I am). She refuses to answer. I go into the dining room and Dad's coming out of the living room, so I ask him how old I am. He replies ''10''. I freak out. ''What?! NO, I'm almost 18! What's going on?! I'm travelling back in time for reason and I can't stop it at all?!'' Mum dismisses my views. Dad says ''Actually, I have been noticing differences about you recently. You've gotten really tall suddenly for example!'' (I also noticed I wasn't wearing any glasses here, which I wear all the time; another thing which made me think I had gone back).
Then the light goes out, and Mum passes me the phone. I can hear our dead cat on the other end, but there's scary music playing as well, so I put it down quickly and turn the light back on. I'm desperate to be acknowledged at this stage (I'm literally panicking). Something really doesn't feel right. I think to myself ''Why am I going back in time?! How do I stop it?!'' I try to tell Mum about Dizzy (our cat) dying in the 'future'. She doesn't have a clue who Dizzy is. I then realise this must be before we got her, so telling her about it is absolutely pointless.

I'm now on my bike heading to town. It's night and my lights don't work, so I have to be careful not to get hit by cars. I'm still dead scared about the whole time travelling thing.

I'm going down a hill as a near town, passing people with dogs and such. As I enter, it suddenly becomes a house. There's a girl and a boy sitting at the end of a bed, on the floor, to the right of me. In front of me there are stairs. I go down them. There's load of people sitting on couches and having a laugh. None of them seem to welcome me, and make no inclination to wanting me to sit with them/wanting to make room for me. I decide to go back upstairs. The girl and the boy are about to get off. I figure I want to join in some of the action, too, but they tell me no. I think to myself ''It's alright. I can just change it so that they let me.''
.................................................. .
''WAIT. WHAT?! That means I'm dreaming!''
By this point I realised that everything around me was extremely vivid (hence why I mistook it for reality) and became lucid. I almost didn't believe that I was dreaming though, so I did a reality check by trying to push my thumb through my hand. It failed. I figured this might happen (like a previous dream I had where I was dying, and tried this RC only to fail) so I proceeded to hold my nose and try to breathe. During the middle of this, I then noticed a mirror in front of me. One of my best friends Kevin was running (in the mirror) towards me. He then smashed clean through, and was in the room with us. I thought to myself ''Yup, I'm dreaming alright.''

I then woke up pretty much instantly. However, I think this was due to the fact I had to wake up at 7, and I woke up about 2 minutues before because my sub-conscious didn't want the shock of the alarm.

I'm in college, near the lecture theatre, looking through my bag for some change so that I can go to the vending machine in the main building. Adrian (one of my college lecturers) comes up to me and starts rambling on about some things (which I can't remember) but keeps getting closer to me until the point where he's leaning on me. I'm thinking to myself: ''What the hell is he doing, touching me up?''
Note: Me and my friend Niall constantly make jokes about him being a child molester.
I just want him to go away to be honest, because I'm having difficulty finding these coins which are randomly in the bottom of my bag amongst the horde of other things.
He eventually leaves, which means I can go back home, but he reminds me to pick up my bag which I left on a bench nearby, just around the corner, out of my line of sight. I think to myself ''Phew. Glad he reminded me about that. My laptop/computer is in there!'' I then go back to the bench and pick it up, thinking to myself ''Yeah, nobody's gonna get this, so don't even think about it.'' then get my bike and head out of college.
For some reason I take a seemingly different route 'home' and find myself crossing the road and going up a steep and large hill, to which I find a dead end facing me at the top. I'm now standing with my bike wondering how to continue on my way (there are walls higher than me all around me except for the way I just came from, a grassy landscape located on the top level).
Jemma Rodgerson then appears, looking down on me. I ask her how I'm meant to get out of here and she simply replies ''Climb up.'' I comply, and first throw my bike up, then finally lift myself up. I ask her what she's doing alone out here and she tells me she's on the run from the police (or somebody else with authority) because she's done something bad.
We both sit down and chill out, talking about things.

My memory is quite limited for most of these, so there may be little I can write, but here:

1st dream -
I'm with Mum and Tabitha in some kind of snowy landscape. A natural disaster happens and then most of the snow landslides until there's a vast space of water and the landscape goes into some sort of cataclysmic state. We're separated. There are many many other people affected by this as well. We all join as one to find our loved ones, and set out on some massive journey. It's freezing cold, and we often have to swim to get around. Along the way, hatred and contention arises. People fall out and want to kill each other. I'm smoking weed with part of the group at one point. Eventually we reach some sort of encampment. I don't know if I was reunited with my family at this point. I don't think so. The atmosphere is very tense for everybody.

That's all I can really remember. It was one of those really long dreams, and quite a lot happened. Sadly, my memory fails me.

2nd dream -
I'm in the midst of a World of Warcraft battleground (Warsong Gultch) in the Alliance base (I'm Horde. Whoop!) A tauren is carrying the enemy flag but he gets nuked. However, the Alliance scum who did so was also carrying our flag and I kill him in response. I'm then faced with both flags in front of me. Naturally, I take both. But, to avoid confrontation, I take a secret route over the top of the battleground, along a long and narrow wooden thing which has a support sprouting off into the ground next to our base. I'm worried about jumping down because it's extremely high and I may take too much falling damage, die, and then respawn without the flags (which puts us back to square one). I take the chance and try to slide as slowly as I can down this 'pole' thing, fortunately I come to no harm, and am greeted by an Undead, who I hand our flag. We then take another secret route around our base (to avoid being spotted) which brings us to an entrance which is located underground, and we enter some sort of stronghold. I feel like the man of the match, as carrying 2 flags is impossible in the real game. We go through a gate and into a chamber. We're greeted by some sort of Titan, who I re-call fighting with side by side during the end of the first War, along with a night elf.

And that's all I can remember.

3rd dream -
I'm in some sort of prison or being held hostage by an opposing force. For some reason, I've joined the X-Men in place of Storm, who is no where to be seen. We plan a break-out and are successful, although are on the run since our captors are tracking our movements. We get a moments peace next to some sort of building. We're talking. They ask me whether I'm cut out for the job. I tell them I am. I possess the same flying boots which Storm has, and I fly up to the top of this building. There's a toolbox on the roof, directly in the middle. It contained a joint/cigarette. I either smoked it or put it down. I then flew back down, and one of them told me I was needed for a mission. Me and one of them were to get into a nearby car and drive off, hopefully escaping our followers. I agreed to it. Me and the guy then got into the vehicle and I told him I could drive but don't know anything about gears. He replied and told me it was fine, and that he would give directions and work the gears himself. We set off. My driving skills were quite shakey, but we didn't crash or anything, and I was able to follow instructions efficiently, although they were gaining on us. Eventually they got too close so he told me that we had to bail. He said that if we didn't make them chase us they wouldn't think that the car had something important in it, so we could easily reclaim it later (apparently we were transporting something of worth), so I did as he said, and activated my boots, sending myself high into the air. This guy possessed inhuman speed and started racing off, with me shortly behind him. Our followers were getting considerably closer and we came to a dead end. There was a ledge we could climb up, though, so we did, ''Batman style'' to put it his way. We came to another dead end at that point though, so I said ''once I've got up I'll carry you and we can easily get away because I can fly''.

I was just about to make it to the top and then I realised I had woken up.


As I said before, I know a lot more happened than this, because I can sort of see it in my mind's eye. It's just a shame I can't put it into words.
(Being Storm was deffo my highlight of the night, however)

Lucid = Orange

So, after my success at remembering a dream I nearly almost completely forgot (and bits from the dream before, but not enough to be able to write it down) I decided to try my luck with another WILD. In terms of time from the point of waking up to deciding to throw in the towel, that lasted 2 hours.
HOWEVER, this wasn't a complete failure! I had reached a VERY different state of consciousness, and I feel as if I entered a deeper state of SP than usual, so CLEARLY I'm getting somewhere! This knowledge armed me with absolute positivity, and I'm certain it was the key to my success this morning.

After lying awake for ages trying to get back to sleep, I suddenly found myself in a dream completely lucid and aware of the fact I was dreaming. My recollection of my lucid experiences are kinda vague, and I'm not sure which one came 1st and 2nd, but I shall record what I can:

(NOTE: I haven't had a lucid dream for a week and a half, and have only had 3 since my interest arose.)

I'm talking to some guy. He asks me a question but I can barely talk so I just shake my head. He doesn't approve of my answer so he hits me. I then think to myself ''Hey, what was that for?! Oh, wait... I've heard about this kinda thing before. Better get myself outta this place quick before he takes away my lucidity!'' So I jumped with the intentions of flying away, and found myself ascending, so I flapped my wings a bit and thought ''UP!'' and hey, I found myself high in the sky. ''WOO!!'' I thought to myself, and started randomly flying away, noting the fact I was EXTREMELY high and that I'm scared of heights. It scared me a little, but I knew I was dreaming so I was in control. After a while it was too much for me though, so I slowed myself down and tried to land. I started 'falling' to the ground quite fast though, so I was a little worried of what would happen. Surprisingly, I landed 'oh so softly'. I then started walking around and eventually lost lucidity.

Upon waking up, I knew I could go straight back into another dream, and I did so pretty much effortlessly:

I was now in a people-carrier with my friend Louie, some other guy I knew, and random people. Upon seeing Louie I was like ''DUDE!! I haven't seen you in ages man! How's it going? How's the weed?'' He said he was good and that he had stopped. I was like ''Good man! Same here, actually.'' Then the 'other guy' asked me how my education (college) was going. I told him ''It was going really well, until we got a week off 'cause of half term, and I then became lazy and did nothing. Since then, I haven't really been able to pick it back up.''
I can't remember what happened next (if anything at all), but the dream then went to black. HOWEVER, I was adamant that I WOULDN'T let another lucid success go this early. I could see the slightest smidge of HI (I was awake at this point, I think, but I was totally unconscious of my body) held on to that slight image, and brought myself back into another dream.

I found myself in a random house, lying next to somebody's bed on the floor. There was a man in it with glasses but I can't remember if I talked to him or not. I then thought to myself ''Hmm. What about a bit of lucid sex? I'll turn a corner and hopefully see Laura (this hawt as girl in the year above me at school) standing there if I believe it enough.
Anyway, I got up, went out of the room and into a hallway. It was night time. There was some kid walking up and down the hallway holding a smaller child in his arms, and loads of doors either side of me. I thought to myself ''This house is huge. It must be some sort of foster care home like in Tracy Beaker or w/e'' I then decided to explore this place a bit and turned a corner. More doors. So, I went through a door expecting to see Laura. There was a small girl (aged 8-10 maybe) sitting on her bed watching TV. I thought ''No man. Just no.'' and went out the room, back down the hallway and saw that same kid again holding the smaller kid in his arms (he looked sad. I wondered what had happened to both of them), turned a corner and hoped for the best. No luck. So I ventured more around this strange place hoping to see her around every corner. Still nothing. Then I woke up.

Now, I know more than this happened because I remember more people and more places, however, I really can't remember it well. In any case, I'm VERY proud of myself for doubling my lucid count in one morning!

I'm in the church car-park smoking a fag, while being stoned off my mind. I then realise I've starting smoking again and get really upset with myself because I'm trying to stop it all, so I just pass it to my friend Niall who says to me ''It's only a fag man. Just smoke it.'' (or something like that) but I clearly tell him that I don't want to because I'm meant to be stopping.

I got a new spiderman game for the 360 but I can only play it round my bro's ('cause I don't have a 360). It's an overhead view and he's got some pretty kick-ass moves.

BACKGROUND INFO: My Dad recently had a very severe heart attack, thankfully survived, and is currently on the mend.
I'm sitting on a bench (in college) with Dad and somebody else. Kyle Lorrie (some fat kid who gave me a load of grief during secondary school) then starts physically assaulting my Dad and throwing him around the place (I can't remember the dream well, but it consisted of things like this constantly with this Kyle fellow. Me and 2 of my best m8's were having some sort of war with him.)
I clearly remember thinking at the time that this could go VERY badly because he's trying to recover, but feel frozen and can't do anything about it.

I'm going out of the college grounds at night with somebody else, but there are loads of zombies/evil spirits out there, so I chicken out and go back in.

I'm on my bike going somewhere.. near some sort of car-park. I then go through a door, up some stairs (I think) and into a ladies toilet room. There's somebody in there (a girl) who I talk to about something.

I'm in school having a massive war with random people in my secondary school's upper school hall and the area round about (random guns/upgrades on the floor) which is awesome as hell. The only problem is, I run out of ammo and am then trying to get a new gun 'cause theres this girl I seriously wanna nuke. People keep knicking the one I'm gonna go for though
Eventually they wanna put on some film though (toy story maybe?) so I go up to the big screen and take the disc out (it's made of paper?? ).

Somebody(can't remember who)had this dog (it was some sort of black pitbull)which he had 'tweaked' the voice of to make it sound demonic and aggressive, and I was proper scared of it.

I'm in college in the Leonardo building, on the 2nd floor. For some reason I'm talking to Dani Taverner while picking up and messing around with Star Wars FX Lightsabres (only, the fixed bit wasn't there, and actually were real lightsabres. There was Anakin's, Darth Vader's, and Obi-Wan's).

I'm with 2 of my best m8's Axl & Kevin and we go into some house with a few others to watch Naruto Shipuuden. I need to go to toilet, however, so I go upstairs. There's some little girl already in there though, so I have to wait. When she's finished, I go in, and I want some privacy 'cause I need to take a slash and a dump, but she won't leave and keeps talking to me. I keep missing the toilet as well (for some reason it's really small, or I'm just really big) 'cause I'm under pressure. Eventually somebody calls her downstairs and I'm free to do my business, to which I then go back down and apologise for holding things up.

I'm in Ben's Playworld (a thingy me and my family used to go to on holiday, back when me and my sister were younger) with Dad (apparently Mum, too) and Tabitha (my sis).

The first thing we do is go to get some tokens from this machine, although Dad notices one of the trays is broken (so anyone can knick it and receive free money) and puts it on the side and doesn't let us take it. He then gives me 2 tokens (or I found them, I can't remember) but I don't know how to put them into the machine properly and spend ages trying to figure it out. Eventually that gets sorted and we go off to the 1st 'attraction' or w/e. However, me and Tabitha are adamant on returning to the machine, so we can grab the tray before somebody else does.

Once we get to the 1st thing, Mum's already waiting for us. She's sitting in the middle of a huge congregation of seats. We go up and join her, and a guy at the front starts talking. (I can't remember what he was on about, but it was really boring, and there was something to do with random trippy lights and explosions coming from him?) Eventually, that ends and a train arrives to take the crowd of people (my family included) to the next bit, but me and Tabitha (I think) stay behind until the train is out of sight, and then race back to the machine.

Upon entering the room, the first thing we notice is that the tray is gone. I'm like ''Damn it! Who took it?!'' and some random group of kids come up to us. One of them tells me that Dan Green (a guy who was in my year back when I was in school, who I had quite a few 'disagreements' with) had taken it. I then see him with my mind's eye in front of another machine, with the tray in his back trouser pocket, and he's laughing (like when you get a quest to kill a boss in a game, and there's a brief cinematic thing).

I can't remember what happened next, but I then found myself on a lower floor, on my own, fighting various WoW mobs, in packs of 6+ (mob = enemy NPC) with randomly acquired Warrior skills, complete the the spell interface, such as 'Blade Furry' (allows you to strike more than 1 mob with each attack, which lasts up to 20 attacks I think it is) and 'Bladestorm' (which is where you spin around crazily with your weapon, beating the crap out of anything which moves) and these spells had no cooldown either (a cooldown being the amount of time before you can use a specific spell again), so I was constantly spamming them. After wiping out of the majority of these mobs (in the quest for tokens, I believe) I was faced with one remaining pack, which I accidently aggroed (so I was taking on about 12 mobs, and didn't realise this new pack was filled with elite mobs (elite = usually needs more than 1 person to kill)) and then died as a result. I instantly re-spawned however, in the same spot (if not slightly further back in the room) so I could finish the job easily.

(The next bit jumps a lot, and I can't remember anything from here on very well.)

I then go with Tabitha to find Mum & Dad. Eventually we find them. (Here's the jump) Something happens and we're all falling out with each other, ''just like usual whenever we go out somewhere'' (I can't remember who said that. Probably Mum) So then we start to make a move home, and the last room before the exit (which is in sight) is quite big and filled with random people playing tennis, etc (which, now that I think about it, looks a lot like the sports hall at my old school). Anyway, I'm trying to get through without getting in anybody's way, but it's rather difficult, and I didn't realise I could have just gone around them. So, naturally, people start getting annoyed with me, (I mean REALLY annoyed) and as I'm nearing the exit some old guy comes up to me having a proper rage (probs the owner or gym leader or something), and I remember thinking I wanted to smash the white-haired wrinkle-face out. I was also really angry with my Dad for some reason (I can't remember why though, and possibly wanting to smash him out too).

(Another jump, I think)

All of a sudden a stoat (I think) appears in the corner opposite to me (I'm standing at the back, on the right hand side, and this thing spawns from the front on the right) and starts going crazy. Like, 'causing mayhem' crazy. There's a mad panic, (This thing is huge as well) and we're all looking for something to kill it with, then it claims a horse. I see Tabitha in the corner to the left of me trying to reach a shotgun attached to the wall (unusually high up for some reason) with a walking stick thing, but it's too high for her so I try. I manage to get it down, and then pass it to my Dad, and run back to my spot. We're all telling him to be careful. He takes aim, shoots, and kills it, losing one of his teeth in the process (probably from the rebound) and for some reason I randomly lost 3 of mine (even though I was by no means near the gun or in the firing range? It was my left hand side molars)

I can't remember what happened next but I think I ran out of the building (or sports hall as it now seems. What a strange playworld?), past somebody's grave (taking the shoe which was on top of it with me?) and into a field nearby. Turning back to face the building, it looked like a church. There were a few people outside by the grave which looked upset. I was really upset about everything as well. I was staring at the shoe. It had some sort of significance, and was a smaller version of my own. I then saw a guy coming up to me from the grave, with great disapproval in his face. He then took the shoe away, and went back, and I started breaking down. The last thing I remember is sitting in the field looking up at the sun, filled with despair, crying (A song playing through my head which has direct relation to the terrible time I went through back with my ex Rhea, which was seeming to be rearing it's ugly head again for some reason. The lyrics that played being):

''All I have is you
It is all that I'm breathing for
All I need is you
Now I can't make it through
I am losing you forever
I am lost in pain without you
I am leaving ground forever
All I have is you.''

Then I woke up crying, realised it was a dream and stopped.